Chapter 688 – Highlight Chapter from Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed
Chapter 688 is a standout chapter in Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed by Sophia Harper, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.
She'd also heard that the top brass from headquarters were on-site, orchestrating the search and rescue themselves.
On her way back, she overheard two staff members whispering about higher-ups demanding accountability, with serious consequences hanging over their heads. The directive was stark - find the missing person or pack your bags!
What kind of influence? How deep must one's connections run?
Hertha was livid, itching to burst out and yell at those two: What clout? What background? She was just someone her brother had tired of and tossed aside!
Now, with Murray calling, her gut reaction was that it had to do with Roseanne.
"Did you just say Roseanne's missing?! How could she vanish? Where are you right now?" The man straightened up abruptly, nearly shattering his whiskey glass in his grip.
Hertha was baffled, "...You didn't call about Roseanne?"
Murray's eyes were blazing as he enunciated every word, "Answer me! Why is Roseanne missing?! Where did she go missing? Where are you now?"
Startled, Hertha replied, "I—I just heard the announcement. Roseanne's gone missing in the greenhouse's tropical zone. The whole facility is..."
Before she could finish, the line went dead.
Cliff, engrossed in doubling his bets to include two cars and two houses, felt a breeze as someone dashed past. Turning around, he was astonished, "Wait, was that Murray? Running faster than a scared rabbit. What's going on?"
...
In the pitch-dark woods—
Roseanne, with an injured foot, could only wait for rescue.
After the rain ceased, the silence of the night seemed to amplify every sound. Droplets trickling off leaves and plopping into puddles, nocturnal birds and insects sporadically breaking the silence...
Footsteps!
Could it be the rescue team?!
She instinctively held her breath, straining her ears to pinpoint the direction of the sound.
Northeast, not too far!
Just as she was about to call out, an unexpected voice rang out—
"Roseanne! Roseanne! Can you hear me? If you can, answer me!"
That voice...
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